SELF- DESTRUCTION ISN'T LOVE.. Compromise often becomes a quiet form of self-betrayal. One person starts shrinking so the relationship can stay alive, and somehow that gets labelled as love. You pour yourself out for someone else, and all they offer back is cold distance. Tell me-how is that love? There's always one heart dissolving slowly, bit by bit, while the other basks in the comfort they're being handed. They enjoy the benefits, blind to the damage happening right in front of them. They never notice the pieces you're losing just to keep the peace. Love should never feel like you're grieving yourself while the other person thrives.